A Brief Note From Management (i.e. Me, in paisley pants, guarding the emergency Cheddar and ice-cream)
Hello, you magnificent oddballs — and welcome to oddlyenough.uk.
Welcome, my name is Torren Grinkle.
A few nights ago, I made the mistake of reading an article about certain enthusiastic smart toilets coming out of China — the sort that monitor your business, judge your life choices through analysis, and possibly report you to your nearest GP.
Twenty minutes later I was laughing at the implications of smart appliances communicating with one another.
A few days later, I realised I’d accidentally written a seven-part mini-series about one man, one toilet, and a chain reaction of domestic chaos absolutely no one asked for.
I wrote the first sentence and the rest barrelled sideways at speed. Before I knew it, I was lost in this little story and thought, maybe — just maybe — there are some glorious oddballs out there who’d enjoy it too. So, I looked online, found this place (WordPress), and here we are.
I wrote this entire ridiculous saga — My Toilet Has Turned Against Me, Parts 0–7 — in one feverish, cheese, tea, and ice-cream-fuelled burst after reading that one article.
Rather than drag this out over seven weeks like a responsible adult, I’m dropping the whole saga today — Parts 1 to 7 — at intervals of about 20–30 minutes. Enough time to read a chapter, make a brew, question my life decisions, and return for the next instalment.
Think of it as an Apple TV+ season drop, except:
• it’s free,
• it’s unhinged,
• and it may contain traces of talc.
So, grab a cuppa, and settle in.
The seat’s warm.
The story’s ready.
And the flush… is inevitable.
Posted by Torren Grinkle
oddlyenough.uk
7th December 2025
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